AN: LOL! If you read my other fanfic (by all means please do) you would see that I said I wouldn't update cuz of school. Which is true. However, I am taking a break from exam studying (-shudders- chemistry tomorrow) and I'm finding this fun to write. If I wasn't the one writing it, then I'd be writing a review saying HURRY UP! Even though, I think 3 chapters in one day is pretty cool. ( I JUST LOOOVE WRITING THIS) The usual. Thank you to reviewers, no thank you to non-reviewers. WHEEHEHEE SIGN: FLUFF AHEAD!
DISCLAIMER: I'm hoping by the end of this story I can own part of Bleach. However that is just a useless dream, -sigh- so I don't own Bleach.
A Summer Job: Falling Asleep
They lay on the soft grass together. She was feeling fine. He was feeling fine. Well, not AS fine as her, due to the numerous amounts of bruises that had started appearing on his body.
His mind drifted back to the events that happened just a couple of hours ago.
-Flashback-
STOMP, STOMP, STOMP
The rest of the group that were there around them had somehow gathered a large sweat drop at the top of their forehead. And it dropped, simultaneously.
"Er…Rukia-san…" It was the quiet Hinamori that spoke up first.
"Huh?" A puzzled Rukia slowly looked down at her feet, or more precisely under her feet. A dazzled Ichigo looked back at her.
"Oh." She grinned. "Sorry, sorry." And smiled a perfect smile to Ichigo.
The rest of the group had found that big drop of sweat again. Like a smile was going to fix up the shinigami. Suprisingly enough, Ichigo only let out a groan, and sat up, scratching his head like nothing had happened.
Renji looked on. Now that is DEFINITELY weird. Ichigo, not getting mad at Rukia for pummeling him? He's probably happy that he had gotten to see Rukia again.
Toshiro Hitsugaya let out a loud sigh, visibly disappointed that nothing else funny was going to happen. He turned to leave, when he noticed that Kenpachi had opened his mouth to say something.
"Ichigo, did you know the alarm's been set off?"
Toshiro deadpanned. Hadn't Zaraki figured out by now that Ichigo was the cause of the alarm? He didn't say anything though. He wasn't scared of the 11th division captain…It was just that people learned to stay out of dangerous places when you reached 150 years old.
Toshiro's deadpanning was reflected in the other's faces. Ichigo spoke up first.
"Hey Zaraki, I WAS the alarm."
"Oh."
Renji snapped out of his deadpanning after Ichigo. "HAHAHAH! You mean…You mean you didn't know? You dumbass!" He also snapped back to reality the next second. "Oh…My…CRAP!" Renji ran out of the main court screaming, with a bloodthirsty Zaraki behind him, unsheathing his sword.
The others watched to two run out into the night. Hinamori snapped out of her deadpan next. And blushed. "Er, Shiro-chan, it's getting late. Ca-can you walk me to my division?"
"What?" Toshiro looked at her. Then he looked away, his face as red as…red paint!
"Ano…" Hinamori began again.
"No."
"What?" Now it was Hinamori's turn to be surprised.
"I'll go…Only if…" Toshiro began.
"Only if…?" She hung on to his words.
"Only if…you'd… quit calling me SHIRO-CHAN!"
"Ara…So you'll come?" Hinamori looked at him again, her eyes pleading.
"Fine." A scowling Hitsugaya stomped off. Then he abruptly stopped when Hinamori wrapped her arms around him from behind.
"Thanks! Shi-ro-chan"
"DON'T CALL ME SHIRO-CHAN!" Hinamori grinned. It was fun seeing him get so worked up. They continued walking to the path that would take them to the 5th division quarters. Snickers were heard behind them. Toshiro turned around, his scowl deepening.
"Shiro-chan!" Ichigo mimicked, the mischievous grin coming back to his face. Rukia tried to stop him but failed, breaking into fits of suppressed laughter. The main court suddenly felt a lot colder.
"Shiro-chan!" A reprimanding gaze and the temperature went back to normal.
"Fine, fine, we're going." Toshiro stuck his fingers in his ears, trying to ignore the hysterical laughter that floated from behind them.
-End Flashback-
After that, Ichigo thought, Rukia and me went up here.
He rolled over to his side to watch the face of the raven-haired Shinigami that had changed his life. She was gazing into the stars.
"You know, you can go there."
"What?" She scowled, not averting her gaze.
"The stars."
"Whatever." She glanced at him, giving him a… 'whatever' look. AN: Duh, what other look would she give him. XD
"Fine. Don't believe me."
They drifted off into silence. Ichigo opened his mouth and yawned, in spite of himself. He hadn't slept, and he was understandably tired.
"Oi, Ichigo."
"What?"
"I…I missed you."
Same, Ichigo thought. He turned over to his side. Silence.
"OI! ICHIGO!"
He sat up straight. "What?"
"Are you even listening to me?" She had sat up as well.
He gave her a sideways glance. "I am."
"No you aren't. Why didn't you say anything?"
"I did!"
"No you didn't"
"Well I said something to myself."
"That doesn't count."
"Yes it does."
"No it doesn't."
"Um, yes it does."
Rukia sighed inwardly. Ichigo was hopeless.
"What did you say to yourself anyway?"
"Hmm?" Ichigo answered, still half asleep.
"WHAT-DID-YOU…"
"Ok, ok…" Ichigo mumbled, not waking up even after Rukia's yelling. Yes, he really was tired.
"So?"
"Oh…I said…" He was almost falling down now due to his tiredness.
"What?"
He leant over, his intention to tell her what he had thought, but all of a sudden his head felt so heavy, that he promptly lay down on her lap.
"…"
"Ichigo."
"Mmmm?" Ichigo was NOT in his right senses. He was now ¾ asleep, and he didn't mind falling asleep on Rukia's lap. "Oh yeah…I said to myself…" He was muttering into her clothes. "I said,... same…" A few seconds later his breathing evened out, and he was asleep, leaving Rukia to wonder what the hell he meant by 'same', and what she was going to do the next morning when people found out that Ichigo was sleeping on her lap.
Now, what did I say… Oh yeah, I said I missed him. And he said, 'same'.
She smiled contentedly to herself. Stuff tomorrow, and stuff what other people think. She absentmindedly twirled his hair in her fingers. I'm tired as well. Luckily the night was warm, so she wouldn't get any sickness. Lying down, she drifted off into dreamland, with his hair still entwined in her fingers.
AN: HEHEHE! Now, I hope that wasn't too OOC… IT WASN'T! –glares- Ichigo was just really 'tired'…-evil grin- and they still had a fight, so yeah…Well, I just love IchigoxRukia… hehehehe and then… yeah please review! You know that "GO" button wants you…It wants you bad! THIS SUCKS! THATS IT IM NOT UPDATING TILL I GET 20 REVIEWS! -stares- Oh, and to the person(s) that think the chapters are too short... (sigh) well I can't really do much, actually I love writing long, descriptive chapters (if you see my other story you'll see) and yeah...however, this one was written (and still is) being written in the midst of everyone's favourite mid-year exams. So, I write what I can, when I can...(I write when I'm taking a break from studying so, yeah time is limiting) hence the explanation for the short chapters XD... Maybe during the holidays when I finish this fic, and it ends up being a massive 50 chapters (or something like that) I'll condense it down to a more easy size. But for now, just live with the short chapters PUHLEASE! XD
PS. Thats the reason why I update so quick :P